Dayo when I showed him this pic (with adoration in his voice): Mami, how could you not have been the golden child in this family? You’re so beautiful… way prettier than Lelia as a baby.
Me: Wait… what? (Has always thought of myself as less beautiful or pretty than her, but am glad I wasn’t the golden child. Scapegoat I may have been, but I haven’t lost my soul.)
Photo of Me… about two years old. So around 1976 or 1977. This photo hung on the wall of my grandmother’s bedroom for decades. My little half Venezuelan Trinidadian self.
Munequita Linda
A veces escucho
Un eco divino
Que envuelto en la brisa
Parece decir
Si te quiero mucho
Mucho mucho mucho
Tanto como entonces
Siempre hasta morir
(sometimes i hear
a divine echo
that wrapped in the breeze
seems to say
yes i love you so much
A lot a lot a lot
as much as then
always until death)
#meshots
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